Twisted 12 For Us
"Have you heard from him?" Yesha asked Matt for the umpteenth time and her brother-in-law gave her a worried look as he shook his head. It had been a week since Adam walked out of their apartment and Yesha had never experienced being as miserable as she'd been that night. Every day, she would wait at their apartment wondering if Adam would show up or call, and in the evening, she'd drop by the bar to ask Matt if his best friend contacted him. "I see… Thank you," Yesha said softly, her eyes moistening as she blinked back tears. "Big Sis, I think you shouldn't be coming here much. The smell of liquor and cigarette isn't good for you and the baby." Matt eyed his sister-in-law worriedly. Yesha's face looked drawn and she looked so fragile he feared she'd break if touched. Her huge eyes wer
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